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Yesterday evening the toll says the item is ready to be delivered. Today morning they ask if I would like to pick it up or if they should bring it to me. I choose picking it up and yet a g a i n I leave the post office with empty hands. If they still can't manage to give it to me tomorrow, it will be another fucking week because on Thursday my father will go abroad and I'm not sure if I can receive it without his presence or something. It's getting impossible to wait.
 
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Therefore, your lizards are rabbits.

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And I have to do show and tell for a bunch of seventh-graders tomorrow.
 
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